Tamalain: Blog

Ledger, Brena, and Andrew sat quietly in the common room of the Rusty Shovel Inn and Tavern. They had been quietly discussing the upcoming trip across the continent over a light tea. They had concluded that the ale and beer here were to be avoided at all costs.

"Brena," said Ledger. "Whatever those leaf's happened to be, keep a good supply of them for the trip. I may not need them, but others might."He sipped his tea and grimaced. "That ale messed my taste up. Nothing taste good right now," he set his cup down and stared at it sadly.

Ledger woke with the cheery, bright morning sun shining directly on his face from the high window. His eyes immediately rebelled, squeezing shut in reaction to the unwelcome, cheerfully bright light. Rather than fight them to re-open, he rolled over to his right side and promptly hit the wood floor face first. His faint groan of pain sounded like the screaming of several banshee's singing loudly in the middle of his head.

Andrew grabbed Ledger by his left arm, pulling him around, then dragging him around the nearby corner out of the square, "Come on kid, we need to get you out of here right damned now," Andrew said to the resisting boy. "We need to get away from here before the city guard arrives." He continued to pull Ledger along. After a minute Ledger snapped out of the shock and started running on his own. "SPOOK!" shouted Andrew, "Come on boy, time to go!"

Chapter six of ASGA had a few errors pointed out. Fixed and re-uploaded.

Chapter 6 is up soon. Enjoy.